Chapter 580

Memories pull back

"In my 10th year of marriage with you, I actually thought about taking out that land cutting agreement and forcing you to divorce Huan Yin Lingjia. However, I know your temper too well. If I really take it out, you will hate me even if you are separated from Huanyin Lingjia. So, I didn't do that. I can only... "

Speaking of this, Mu Feng of Yefei Yali sank: "I can only use women's way to separate you!"!! Set the road ahead for me. When I succeeded in killing nanxiangyu; I know that you already know everything after driving away Huan Yin Ling Jia. But you did not reprimand me, I thought again, in fact, you love me. But... "

Clench your fists“ I learned countless times that you went to the military compound to see their mother and son secretly; I've learned many times that you've secretly visited huangfuyue in other hospitals. I know that you've never let go of your feelings for them! So, I can only call Huan Yin Ling Jia dead! "

"I thought that only when Huan Yin Ling Jia died can you love me wholeheartedly. But I'm wrong. As soon as she died, she completely lived in your mind! "

The hand that clenched her fist was shaking slightly. Yefei's eyes were covered with tears: "Yangrong, we've been married for 40 years. You really know me very well. yes!! As long as you live for one day, I won't take out that agreement, because I don't want to see that day when our husband and wife have been in love for 40 years. But have you ever thought... "

Diluting the tears in the lower nasal cavity, Yefei Yali's lips slowly forced on a strange smile: "I can kill you myself, and take out the agreement of land cutting! So... There won't be a day when we'll tear our faces apart, will there? " As her finger crossed the portrait's face, her smile became more and more gloomy.

When a flash of light flashed through Yefei Yali's eyes, she rudely took off the painting and smashed it to pieces.

"Ha ha ha..."

"Ha ha ha ha..."

A sneer diffuses in this cool study, night Fei Ya Li's eyes gradually cast to the two pairs of smiling women's photos on the desk.

"You two bitches are laughing at me, aren't you?"

"Laugh at me for not being able to fight you in the end, and make you get together with the master in hell?"

Ferocious face rushed to the front of the two photos, she growled darkly: "yes, I lost to you, but I still have my son, I still have Chen Er to rely on, but what about you? You can only watch me kill your sons one by one in hell! "

Hand, sweep through those two photos.

With a click, nanxiangyu's color photos are broken into a spider web, but huanyinlingjia's photos are still lying there intact.

"I knew it! I knew you were not a fuel-efficient lamp. From the moment you married into Huangfu's family, I saw that you had ulterior motives! "

"It's not surprising that you've been living in the dark. It seems that you've been defeated by me. You've gone back to seclusion with huangfuming. In fact, you're waiting for the right time to seek power! The worst mistake in my life! The most wrong thing is that yinianzhiren let your mother and son go, otherwise huangfuming would not be a stumbling block for chen'er in his life! "

Maliciously picked up the picture of Huan Yin Ling Jia, night Fei Ya Li coldly squinted: "I don't deny that I'm not as good as you in my life. The appearance, the appearance is inferior to you; Temperament, temperament is not as good as you; Even the master's heart is yours. Even the son, you are better educated than me! You are better than me in everything

I've never been afraid of anyone who wants wind and rain in my life, but Huan Yin Ling Jia

From Qin, Qi, calligraphy and painting, Zai to poetry, song and Fu, there is no magic recitation that Lingjia is not proficient in. In addition to her gentle and non cannibal character, men will fall in love at first sight; Women will shy away when they see it. Magic Yin Ling Jia is so brilliant, it makes night Fei Ya Li jealous to crazy.

Her own condition is not good, she can only place her hope on Huang Fuchen!

Ben wanted to take her son over Huan Yin Ling Jia.

However, Huangfu Ming was born with great intelligence, and when he was sensible, he wrote at the age of three and five, which covered the brilliance of Huangfu Chen.

Yefei Yali's only hope has also been shattered. She can only use "other ways" to make Huangfu degenerate a little bit, and make him a childe who only knows pleasure.

Therefore, she is used to huangfuming; Doting on Huangfu Ming; Indulge Huangfu Ming.

Unfortunately

Huanyin Lingjia saw the clue and took her son away.

At that moment, Yefei Yali thought that Huangfu would be destroyed!

How to expect, everything is so unsatisfactory.

Huangfu Ming came back again. He was an excellent young man, and he lost his naughtiness and boast when he was a child.

Now, she looks at her son and compares with Huangfu Ming. The gap between the two sons is getting bigger and bigger

But

"Huan Yin Ling Jia, even if you are strong, what? What if you're good at teaching? Doesn't your son still have to face reality? Don't you still lose to my son?! You remember... Just because of our birth... You're doomed... You've lost! " Speaking of this, Yefei Yali smiles and throws the picture of Huanyin Lingjia out of the window

*Nanjiao villa. Just after the dawn of genius, the three members of the family took their bags and set foot on the road of travel‘ Sitting in the back seat, Xiao Jiu sings a children's song with his childish voice. When I was in the car, I was filled with a strong sense of happiness. Xuewei looks at Huangfu Ming with a smile and turns her head slowly: "Xiaojiu, why don't you recite a poem for Dad, OK?"“ Why don't you recite a poem for daddy, Mommy“ Eh... "Xuewei was stunned and frowned:" Mommy asked you to carry it for Dad. Why did you ask mommy to carry it for Dad? "“ Why do you ask Xiao Jiu to do something you don't like, even Mommy The happy atmosphere was broken instantly, and Xuewei's brow twisted into a ball: "you stinky boy, I just asked you to recite a poem. How can you have so many reasons?"“ People just don't like reciting poems. " Small nine drum mouth, face toward the window. Angry Xuewei got up to teach him. Seeing this, Huangfu quickly pulled her down: "OK. When I was a child, I also hated being forced to do things I didn't like. Since Xiao Jiu didn't like reciting poems, why should you make it difficult for him? " This novel is from the Book King